Just a Little Chance

Sometimes I wish I had a friend.  I'm 36 and don't have one true friend.  Oh, I have "friends", mostly old friends on Facebook.  But not one that I get together with or talk to everyday, or once a week, or once a year.  Ok, apparently I should just change all my "friends" on facebook to "acquaintances".  With the kids I really don't have time for friends anymore.  I have changed and am so different from all my past friends that we would just not really work anymore.  And apparently I'm too old for penpals now.  Not too many my age on there anymore.  Or maybe I'm just really pathetic and boring and people can just sense that.  Or think they can.  If people would just take the time to know me they might change their mind.  I'm really not that boring or negative or down.  Words just do not come out the right way when I try to write them.   People just don't give me a chance.